eyes like the moon
✧ written for 'edge' ✧ word count: 509 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: mentions of scarring ✧ tags: implied werewolf!steve ✧ @steddiemicrofic (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・✧
If there's one word for it, Eddie would have to say that it's all been very weird.
Hawkins should be just another little town in the big, wide world, filled with teeny townsfolk and their teeny-tiny perspectives.
But it isn't.
Most little towns don't have creepy laboratories or rumours of human experimentation. The strange noises in the woods might be typical though, Eddie has to admit. And it is stupid, he knows, but he was already out here when he heard the chittering so he just -
Just froze.
And the rest of the woods went silent.
Just waiting.
"What are -"
In a split second, Eddie trips, falling flat on his ass with a yelp.
"Shit, you okay?"
He stares up at - there's no way. How? Why?
Steve Harrington looks down at him with a hand stretched out. His eyes, large and sweet and fuck, almost glow in the evening light. He still has those wounds, scars stretching down his jaw and neck, nearly half of them hiding under his sweater.
When he had walked into lunch that day and everyone saw the scars - it was like someone pulled the volume down to zero. Not a peep as Harrington made his way to a seat, all nonchalant, like whatever everyone else was doing was just - just irrelevant to him.
"Eddie, man, you alright?"
Blinking, Eddie focuses his eyes on Steve's. He finds there are even more scars, albeit tiny ones, on the outer edge of his brow, marring his temple with thin slivers of pale pink flesh.
"Eddie?"
"Wha -?" he croaks out as Steve squats in front of him, head cocked like a damn puppy -
"You better not have a concussion, Munson."
"You called me Eddie," he says dumbly and nearly smacks himself for it.
Luckily, Steve seems more amused than anything at the statement. "That is your name, right?"
"Yeah but - you - I mean -"
He laughs, low and sweet and Eddie feels the sound wrap around his limbs like some kind of enchantment, making his brain go all mushy. "What are you doing out here, Eddie?"
Normally, Eddie would bristle. Normally, he'd get all high and mighty and tell any asshole who thinks what he does is their business to fuck off. Normally, he wouldn't swallow nervously.
But there's a strange glint in those eyes that has his voice cracking. "Just - out for a stroll. What are you doing out here? Steve?"
He laughs again and Eddie swears his teeth look sharp in the darkness, almost like fangs. "How 'bout we get you back home safe and sound, huh?"
"What does that mean -"
But Steve hears none of it, lifting Eddie onto his feet and walking alongside him casually, nonchalantly, god damn pretty too. The warmth he radiates, the secret smiles he lets Eddie see, the chuckles under his breath, it all makes Eddie feel so giddy he doesn't even realize that they're at his doorstep.
"Take care of yourself, Eds," Steve says as he walks away, eyes flashing silver in the moonlight.
He never did answer the question.
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✨URL Song Game✨
TYSM for tagging me @acidheaddd, @circusjuney, and @theosconfessions 🤗💖
Been too long since we had a good music tag game going!
So here we go...
L: Look What Happened by Less Than Jake
Y: You Look Like I Need A Drink by Against Me!
N: Not The Same by Tanlines
Z: Zombie Eyed by The Dirty Nil
I: It Hurts by Bad Bad Hats
S: Sour Candy by Bleached
H: Hate Yourself by TV Girl
E: Eat That Up, It's Good For You by Two Door Cinema Club
L: Learn How to Lose: Act 1 by Geographer
L: Learn How to Lose: Conclusion by Geographer
Kinda all over the place, but that's how I like it!
Hmmm.. imma go ahead and tag @beachyserasims, @rebouks, @ae--r-a, @smok3inm1rrors, @raiiny-bay, @bloomingkyras, @onestormeynight and anyone else that feels like giving it a go! And, of course, feel free to ignore as per 🫶🏻
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talking to a friend about getting back into art and i think the #1 most important piece of art advice i could ever get or give is just "figure out what is FUN to you"
like i think there is sooooo much emphasis on how to build SKILL in art but a lot of it really treats art like a job or like video game grinding, like it's this thankless job that you have to work at in order to reach a Threshold and i know it's not EASY to make yourself have fun but like
imo a solid 70% of the reason i create art is because the Act of Drawing is fun to me. it's fun problem-solving and planning and putting down lines and playing with colors and tools. it's fun to depict little scenes in my head or to create outfits or to find ways to fill the canvas. never forget that creating can be fun. sometimes it's hard and sometimes you have to battle through your own blockades to get there but the ultimate goal should always be to ENJOY it, to find what you enjoy doing and then do it forever. improvement will follow enjoyment.
i think especially with all the debate about ML image generation it's more important than ever to embrace FUN. if you're only focused on the end result it's so easy to get in your own head- to think about what doesn't look good or what skills you don't have yet or to compare yourself to other artists. but photography didn't kill the art of drawing and AI won't either because, simply put, there will always be people who want to do the physical act of making art because it's fun to do! using paints and markers, splashing colors around, doing shitty pen doodles, using the symmetry tool in your art program to do abstract mandalas that are just squiggles formed into patterns. do art like you're 5 and you've been handed markers to pass the time. do art like you're bored in class and you're keeping your brain entertained by drawing stick figure comics in the margins. do art like an absent thing, do art because it satisfies your brain. the goal is not to make something beautiful and perfect, the goal is to make something because your hands need to make and your body needs to make.
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